Side Story: The Thousand Hands Brothers
Previously: Yuki, whose eye techniques and chakra were sealed by Obito, accidentally travels back to before the founding of Konoha. / Severe character OOC / Warning: Threesome / Contains forced scenes / Second-person perspective / If you don't like this, please exit.
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When you realize you've traveled back to the time before Konoha was even founded, it's already three days later.
You sit on the upper reaches of the Namga River, quietly contemplating.
So when exactly is this era?
Do you want to go out and take a look? But your chakra is pitifully thin, your only usable eye technique is sealed by Obito, your taijutsu is only mediocre, and your ninjutsu relies heavily on hand seals and chakra reserves...
Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard the crisp sound of a dry branch breaking behind me.
You turn around.
The newcomer was tall with long, straight black hair that reached his waist. He had a wheat-colored complexion and well-defined features that looked all too familiar... almost like someone I saw every day when I looked up.
"Are you from the Uchiha clan?"
He asked in a gentle voice. You could sense his abundant chakra; lying would be pointless for him.
You nodded.
The other person smiled kindly, but quickly frowned slightly: "But I don't think I've ever seen you before."
You can't exactly say you're from the future, a member of the Uchiha clan in a Konoha village that hasn't even been built yet.
You scrutinize the man in the kimono before you. He is handsome, relaxed, and the loose fabric cannot conceal the strong silhouette beneath. Even more unsettling is the immense chakra that continues to surge and overflow within him, seemingly without end.
He always gives people a vague feeling that if you don't obey him, something bad might happen.
Hashirama Senju stared at the girl in front of him, who appeared to be about sixteen or seventeen years old.
She wore the Uchiha clan robes, and her appearance was exceptionally beautiful, a rarity even among the Uchiha clan, known for its beauties. He couldn't possibly be completely unfamiliar with such a person. The girl was slender, seemingly not frail, but the flow of her chakra was extremely unnatural—as if it were firmly restrained by something.
"Can you tell me your name?"
You paused for a moment, then answered softly, "Snow. Snow as in falling snow."
The man's eyes suddenly lit up, and his smile was like sunlight breaking through the clouds.
"Hashirama! My name is Hashirama."
You were stunned, repeating those two words in your mind.
Hashirama Senju. The God of Shinobi, one of the founders of Konoha, husband of Mito Uzumaki, the first Jinchuriki, and grandfather of Tsunade.
"...Hello, Hashirama."
You tried to make your voice sound flat and ordinary, but Hashirama still caught the momentary stiffness in your voice when you said his name.
You know him.
I just wasn't familiar with it, so I didn't recognize it at first.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Just then, another familiar chakra fluctuation approached from afar. You hurriedly stood up, leaving behind a "See you next time" before dashing into the forest.
Hashirama watched your figure disappear before turning to the long-haired man walking from the other side of the Naka River.
"Was someone there just now?" Madara Uchiha asked.
"Ban, is there a girl named 'Yuki' in your clan?"
"Snow? No."
After receiving a negative answer, Hashirama's smile deepened.
——
When we met for the second time, you were dressed in ordinary cotton and linen clothes.
Technology was not advanced in this era, and ordinary people dressed simply. You made some simple adjustments to your face: you added some freckles, darkened your skin tone, and concealed your overly striking appearance, leaving only a plain and ordinary look.
When Hashirama Senju saw you, he tilted his head slightly, as if he was a little uncomfortable.
He still thinks you were prettier the way you were before.
Just as you were about to speak, several shurikens pierced through the air, aiming straight for your back.
You sidestepped, and Hashirama immediately stepped in front of you.
"Big brother, I told you not to come see the Uchiha people again."
A white-haired man with red eyes emerged from the woods. His skin was pale and cold, and three red marks were imprinted on his cheeks.
It is Tobirama Senju.
"Tobirama, she's not a member of the Uchiha clan, just a commoner. You've gone too far." Hashirama shielded you behind him.
"You think she's a commoner because she can dodge my shuriken?" Tobirama sneered, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping over you like a blade. "Brother, you should stay away from the Uchiha clan. I think you're out of your mind. Even if she's not an Uchiha, she's definitely not an ordinary person."
Standing behind the pillars, listening to the two brothers arguing, you felt a throbbing pain in your temples.
It's better to leave sooner rather than later.
But Tobirama Senju's crimson eyes have already locked onto you.
Did we ask you to leave?
So, you were taken back to the Thousand Hands Clan's territory by the two of them.
At Tobirama's request, you washed off the disguise from your face.
Hashirama apologized, but his eyes gleamed with undisguised light.
You lower your eyes and remain silent, letting the doorway scrutinize you.
"This is really troublesome..." you thought to yourself.
Tobirama suddenly stepped forward, pinched your chin with his fingers, and forced you to raise your head.
"This face... you really are an Uchiha."
His gaze lingered on your face. Your fair complexion bore a resemblance to Izuna's features, yet they were more delicate and refined. Thin lips, a small nose, and almond-shaped eyes that held a forced calm, yet inexplicably shimmered with a captivating light.
"Hey, Tobirama, don't be so rough with girls."
Hashirama's tone was light, but he made no attempt to stop them.
You suddenly realize—Hashirama Senju is enjoying this scene.
If you want to escape, this place isn't for you.
Your calm, still gaze seemed to have changed Tobirama's mind.
He let go of her hand, and before turning to leave, he said, "Brother, don't go too far."
Only you and Hashirama remain in the room.
"Xiaoxue, why don't you stay here?"
Hashirama asked you with a smile, but you felt a chill creep up your spine—if you refused now, something even more terrible would happen.
His hand is already in yours, his ten fingers slowly weaving into yours, holding you tightly.
You tried to pull away, but you couldn't break free from his grip.
"……good."
Your words sounded somewhat forced, but Hashirama didn't seem to care at all.
He suddenly leaned in, his nose almost touching yours, his eyes very close.
"I always feel like if I let go, Yuki will disappear." He chuckled, his breath brushing against your cheek. "I heard that Tobirama has developed a new technique that can brand runes onto a person's body... In that case, Yuki won't be able to escape no matter where she goes, right?"
madman.
You curse inwardly, your former reverence for the First Hokage now shattered completely.
"Huh? Is Xiaoxue thinking I'm crazy?"
You look away, staring at the wooden floor. But suddenly his hand touches your chest—
You suddenly stepped back, and panic finally showed in your eyes.
"Why hide? I just want to feel the heartbeat of the snow." Hashirama was smiling, but you could feel a damp, sticky, and lingering sensation.
"Hashirama, we... have only met twice."
You bit your lower lip and said it word by word.
"But I fell in love with you at first sight. Isn't that love at first sight?"
He approaches step by step, and you retreat step by step until your back hits the cold wall.
There's no escaping it.
Only these three words remained in my mind.
Perhaps I should feign compliance? But... you don't want to.
Hashirama Senju is gazing at you.
The beautiful girl tried to remain calm, but her eyes betrayed her struggle and fear.
How interesting. How cute. How lovable.
I want to see more—like her breaking down and crying, or her losing control of her bladder and bowels.
Fortunately, he discovered you first. If Madara had seen you... However, Tobirama seems to be interested in you as well.
Since we're brothers, sharing a little bit isn't a bad idea, is it?
"Love at first sight, doesn't Xiaoxue think that's romantic? Xiaoxue feels the same way about me, otherwise why would she come to see me a second time?"
He takes your hand and presses his cheek against your sweaty palm.
A handsome face is so close, yet you feel only coldness in your heart.
You feel a moist and soft touch—
He's licking your palm.
"I didn't fall in love at first sight... I just came to keep my promise."
You try to explain, but he seems not to hear you.
"Eh—really? I don't believe it." His eyes curved into crescent moons, but the sentence he uttered made you freeze: "How about Xiaoxue becomes the wife of the Senju clan?"
"Now you should believe that... I fell in love at first sight, right?"
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